I met a fellow, down the street
This little guy; calls himself god.
He knew all the theories and was sure
The truth he says can be taught.
He knew what I had to say,
He could gather my thoughts!
And he could tell for some reason
I was out caught
So he just smiled to me and said
No need to analyze
See I am God because
I can own you, with my smile.
And I was dumb stuck but still stammered
For I wanted him to explain,
He said don’t worry, don’t fight it
This life is just beautiful pain!
2 comments:
Good to know that God is back and so are you on the blogging scene..
I liked this poem the best...it shows the peace you never showed in the earlier poems...
and yes we all need to know that
"He said don’t worry, don’t fight it
This life is just beautiful pain!"
I liked how u used the word 'God', the meaning of ur poem is beautiful just as the last line!!!
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